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"Sucks that Raven didn't want to join right away." Damian remarked, as he and Irene munched down on some food that the Devil Heir had bought recently. It had been about a month or so since he and Irene had encountered Raven, killed her brother and returned her mask to her, and the pair of them were, right now, and the pair of them were now currently sat in a hotel in the human world, on their respective beds.

Hey, just because they were travelling the world didn't mean that sleeping in caves and mountains was their only options. Damian and Irene might have had their respective senses of pride as a Devil and as a Dragon respectively, but that didn't mean they were above enjoying the comforts that being able to blend in with modern humanity provided.

"Eh." Irene shrugged, taking a bite out of some fried chicken. "She might call again. Change her mind. Ask you for help with something and join your peerage in return, who knows?"

"Fate works in mysterious ways." Damian said in agreement. He took a bite out of his food, thinking to how they booked into the hotel. They had decided to just fool the receptionist that they were mother and son, and it worked. It works easier than just compelling people to accept things like Devils are able to do in order to move things along.

And Damian could see the looks Irene got from the men in the lobby, one of them even going so far as to call Irene a MILF, which... Damian would have to agree with. Yeah, she wasn't his mother of course, but she was a mother so that made her a MILF, right? The same could be said for Venelana and his own mother... though he'd never think of his mother in that regard.

Venelana... yeah, he had some pretty interesting fantasies about her once he became a teenager. She isn't the first he had fantasies about. He had fantasies abut Grayfia and Serafall, the latter he met every time he went to Sitri Estate with Rias when she'd drag him along to meet with Sona.

Who can blame him, really? Venelana, Grayfia, Serafall, they were pretty hot. And Irene was the same, but now she was added to his fantasies against his will.

Not that he'd ever voluntarily let her know that. She'd probably blow his balls off if she caught wind that he thought about her in that way.

Damian took another bite out of his own food, enjoying a few chews before swallowing, though something caused him to toss his food back into the bag that it had come in, and walk over to the window.

"Damian?" Irene spoke up, before swallowing her own mouthful of chicken. "Something up?"

"I can feel something." Damian replied. "Something supernatural. On the outskirts of the city."

"So?" Irene shrugged. "there are loads of supernatural beings around here? It's a goddamn city, you should expect this."

"Yeah. Devils, Fallen Angels, maybe the occasional Angel or VERY occasional God, sure." Damian replied, not turning around. "But it's a Youkai I can sense, though. With a few Devils around it, but that Youkai sense is pretty distinct."

"Hmm." Irene put down her own handful of food and lifted her head up, taking in a couple of breaths through her nose. "Hmmm... yeah, I think I can sense that too."

"There's fresh traces of Youkai energy... Nekomata if I'm not mistaken... also joined with Devil energy."

"Nekomata... a Devil..." Damian's eyes soon widened as he connected the dots, knowing only one Nekomata that was a reincarnated Devil. "I think I know who it is! We need to get over there! Now!"

"Uhh, alright." Irene looked longingly over at the remains of fried chicken that she had yet to eat, before summoning her staff and tapping it to the ground, causing her to instantly change from her human-like clothes back into her witch's garb. "Let's go."

Damian blew the window of their hotel-room open with a quick pulse of demonic energy, and he and Irene had flown out within seconds. Silently yet swiftly, they flew across the city towards the source of the Nekomata/Devil presence.

"So is this some Devil news thing that I missed?" Irene asked, as she caught up with Damian.

"Have you heard of the Black Cat known as Kuroka?" Damian asked, getting straight to the point.

Irene frowned. "Yeah. Apparantly she went mad with power, killed her master and..." Irene's eyes widened as it soon dawned on her. "Wait, is it her?!"

"Only Nekomata/Devil I can think of since the rest had been exterminated and the other is in the care of Rias Gremory." Damian said, knowing it wasn't Koneko since she was in Rias' Peerage, so that only left Kuroka as the likely suspect.

"Heh, your dear future fiancée." Irene remarked under her breath, as she and Damian reached the outskirts of the city, where Kuroka and several other Devils' presences had become a lot stronger. "Hopefully we're not flying into a gangbang, Damian. Or a bloodbath."

"I got a feeling that the latter's more likely than the former." Damian replied, repressing the urge to laugh at Irene's lewd remark as he scanned the surrounding area. Any sign of Kuroka, anything at all...

"Down there!" Irene shouted, indicating with her staff. Damian followed where it was pointed, and saw what Irene was seeing. The dark-haired cat-eared multiple-cat-tailed Stray herself, in the flesh, surrounded and being attacked by several Devils.

"Let's make an entrance and say hello, shall we?" Damian asked rhetorically before he and Irene flew down, slamming into the ground hard with the ground shaking, causing the Devils and Kuroka herself to stumble before Irene waved her hand and blasted the Devils back with a wave of energy. "Hope you all don't mind, but we figured we'd drop in."

"That was so terrible." Irene muttered with an eye-roll as Damian turned to look at Kuroka and check on her injuries.

Kuroka was a very beautiful woman, Damian had to admit. She had long black hair and golden eyes, was wearing a tight, black kimono with a red interior and a yellow obi that accentuated her large E-cup breasts. She was also wearing an ornately decorated headband and a set of golden and black beads around her waist where her kimono had an opening, showing off her long, smooth legs. The most noticing feature about her was the pair of black cat ears and tails that were swaying behind her.

'Damn, I've heard tales of how beautiful Kuroka is but... damn.' Damian thought before he turned to see the Stray Devil Hunters getting to their feet.

"You whore!" One of them snarled at Irene who merely held his gaze blankly. "You'll pay for that!"

"How?" Irene asked, her voice as blank as her expression. "How will I pay for that? Are you going to make me pay?"

She almost smirked as the man let out a growl, charging up a powerful bolt of demonic energy that he then fired at the Dragon Queen. It clearly took a lot out of him to charge up and fire such a bolt of energy, likely costing quite a lot of his remaining latent energy to bring such an attack out into the world.

Irene simply deflected the bolt of energy out of harm's way with her hand, sending it flying away into the distance, with about as much effort as it would take for one to brush dust off their clothes, with the expression on her face expressing that QUITE clearly... much to the shock and horror of the hunter in question who had attacked.

"Wait a minute..." Damian narrowed his eyes as he looked at one of the Stray Devil Hunters. Specifically, the uniform that they wore. The hunter in question that Damian was looking at looked back, before their eyes widened.

"Wait a minute..." the hunter in question seemingly repeated, their eyes widening. "Aren't you the Mammon kid? Lord Riser's rival in Rias Gremory's affec-"

Damian cut the hunter off before he could even finish, raising his hand before the hunter could even do anything and firing a quickly-charged, powerful bolt of Evil Light right into their chest, without any hesitation. The hunter fell, their body dissolving into nothingness before it could even hit the ground.

"Oh..." The other hunter stared wide eyed at where his friend had just been before he looked to see Damian raising his hand at him. "Shit!"

Evil Light blasted through his chest before he could run and he soon joined his friend as his body dissolved into nothingness.

"I should've known." Damian said with an angry growl. "They were Stray Devil Hunters, hired most likely by the Phenex Clan."

"What would they want with Kuroka?" Irene asked with a frown.

"Either they wanted her dead, or Riser wanted another person to break by raping." Damian said with disgust in his voice as he turned to the injured Nekomata and walked over to her. Kuroka weakly looked up and tensed as she tried to back away, but her injuries flared up, causing her to wince and clutch her stomach. Damian put his hands up in defence. "Easy, we're not here to hurt you."

Kuroka stared up at him before she passed out and laid there. Damian blinked before he sighed and walked over, scooping Kuroka up bridal style and turning to the frowning Irene who was staring at them.

"What?" Damian asked, confused by her look.

Irene shook her head. "Nothing." She quickly said, not sure why she felt a sudden annoyance at Kuroka being in Damian's arms like that. Maybe it was just annoyance she couldn't eat her fried chicken back at the hotel. God, she hoped it wasn't cold or she's going to be pissed. "What do we do with her? She's a wanted criminal."

Damian looked down at Kuroka who subconsciously snuggled into is chest due to the warmth his body gave off. "We'll take her back to the hotel and heal her. Then... we'll figure out what to do there."

Irene shrugged.

"You're the boss." She remarked, opening a transportation-circle that she stepped into, with Damian stepping into it a second or two later. One flash of light later, and the three of them were back in the hotel room.

Damian didn't miss a beat in laying Kuroka down on his bed and putting together a healing spell, while Irene busied herself with the rest of her fried chicken. Thankfully, it hadn't gone cold.

"So, we are now harbouring a wanted criminal, who's SS-type might I add, which is one of the highest ranking of criminal in your society... what are we gonna do now?" Irene asked while leaning back on her bed, crossing her legs and unintentionally (Damian thinks) giving a very sexy sight for the Devil in the room.

"Well... honestly. I'm not sure." Damian said, shaking his head as he finished healing Kuroka of her wounds. "But I have always been curious about something since I read up about her case."

"Which is?" Irene raised an eyebrow.

"She's a Nekomata, right? They are beings that use Senjutsu, which you obviously know what that is. However, I don't see how she could've gone mad with power as everyone believes." Damian said, putting a hand to his chin as he thought about it. Youkai were creatures in tune with nature, it's what empowers them, or make them stronger.

He knows that Nekomatas use Sage Arts, which is another way to connect with nature somehow. He didn't see how Kuroka could've gone mad with power if her power is linked to nature.

Nature can be a bitch, but Damian doubted she was mad.

Plus, there was the obvious fact that Kuroka hadn't turned into the kind of monster you'd see in a low-budget horror movie, like most Strays turned out to be. There were exceptions, of course, but Damian wasn't ready to kill someone over a rare exception to a general rule. Not yet, anyway.

As Kuroka's chest rose and fell in tandem with her unconscious breaths, Damian continued focusing healing energy into her body, closing up as many of the various wounds on her as he could see.

He quickly flipped her over, doing his best to ignore Irene as she uncrossed and recrossed her legs, and focused more healing energy into the Nekoshou's back.

"So what, we act as detectives to figure out why she's become a criminal?" Irene asked with a scoff as she laid on her elbows, dangling a piece of fried chicken from her hand as she crossed her legs again slowly while watching him. "We have more important matters to deal with, like finding my daughter."

Damian sighed as he turned to her, very much trying to ignore how much of her legs were exposed with the way she's crossed them. He didn't know if she was doing it intentionally to tease him because he's a teenage boy in puberty and she's a very beautiful woman, but one thing was for sure; Irene wasn't afraid to tease him with her body if she really was doing this on purpose.

"Call it me being a curious Devil, and also to help out her sister who's in Rias' Peerage. When things don't make sense to me, I tend to investigate them and see what is really going on." Damian said. "What happened led to the extermination of the Nekomata race in the Underworld, something that I heard pissed off the Youkai Faction to the point Yasaka herself banned any Devil from entering Youkai-occupied territories with even the Shinto Goddess Amaterasu backing her up on it."

"Ah, Amaterasu, a powerful goddess, great fighter... great in bed." Irene said with a saucy grin as Damian turned to her with wide eyes.

"You slept with a goddess?" He asked with an agape expression.

Irene just shrugged. "I like both men and women. I have no same in it."

"Noted." Damian remarked, more to himself than anything. Not that Irene didn't hear him, but she didn't react beyond a roll of the eyes. As Damian turned back to Kuroka, he continued his healing work, focusing in particular on a large gash across Kuroka's back, just above where her open kimono started covering her body up.

"So, what's your point about all of this?" Irene asked, munching down on the last piece of fried chicken in the bag before crumpling up said bag into a ball with one hand and setting it alight, reducing it to ashes that she deposited straight into a trash-can.

"We ask our little criminal here about what really happened." Damian said, trying to ignore glancing at Kuroka's long legs as he reached them and also not look at her cleavage. By the Dark Prince that was his grandfather, was this woman wearing any underwear under that kimono of hers?

"This better not be a waste of our time." Irene said as she stood and came to stand near him, watching his movements as he healed the Nekomata. "Are you planning to add her into your Peerage?

"Something tells me she won't be too trusting of us, especially since I am a Devil and she's been hunted by Devils for a while now." Damian said, glancing at her before quickly looking back down due to Irene's breasts being so close to his head. "So, we gain her trust and ensure she earns ours... if she doesn't fight us when she wakes, that is. Besides, she might have information about Erza's location, so there's that to consider."

"Fair point." Irene replied, sighing before immediately tensing up as she noticed the smallest bit of movement from Kuroka.

Damian noticed it too, and stood up before taking half a step back from his bed as Kuroka continued to stir. She let out what sounded like a mixture between a purr and a yawn, and slowly opened her golden eyes.

"Nyaa..." she sighed, stretching as she blinked a couple of times, relaxing in the comfortable bed that she'd found herself on for a few seconds, before she was able to mentally acknowledge that she wasn't where she remembered fainting.

"Hmm, I've woken up on a bed with a cute teenager and a beautiful woman in the same room as me." Kuroka said as she analysed her surrounds before looking at the other two occupants with a raised eyebrow. "This isn't the start of some porn video, is it nya?"

"N-No." Damian said, caught off guard by her question as he looked at Irene who just gave him a look that said 'Your mess, so deal with it'. Damian mentally sighed and turned to the curious Nekomata. "You're Kuroka, right?"

"Yes, I am." Kuroka said as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and leaned back, crossing them at the knee which hiked up her kimono and gave them a brief flash of what's between her legs... which was nothing. She wasn't wearing any underwear!

Damian blushed and tried to keep that sexy image out of his mind wile Irene just raised an amused eyebrow, seeing Kuroka was putting her attractive use to use in order to have the situation be in her control. Smart. Especially since Damian is a developing teenage boy of 13, puberty is hitting him hard and that goes for his lust for the opposite sex.

Yeah, she noticed when he'd stare at her tits, ass or even her legs when she crossed them.

"And who are you, nya?" Kuroka asked, tilting her head curiously. "It's not every day I find myself in the company of a young Devil and a Dragon."

"Not surprised you know what I am, more surprised you haven't tried to attack yet." Damian said, rather surprised given that Kuroka has been hunted by Devils so he thought that him being a Devil would leave a sour taste in her mouth.

Kuroka giggled, her shoulders shaking which caused her huge bust to bounce a little. "I can sense what you are easily. And I'm no fool to attack when there's a powerful being like this woman in the same room as me." She gestured to Irene. "Hmm, judging from how protective she is, mother and son I take it?"

"Ugh..." Irene sighed, turning around. "Why does everyone keep thinking that? We look fuck-all alike!" she sighed, gesturing to herself and Damian, who shrugged.

"Yeah, uh, no. Irene's not my mom." he remarked. "Just a partner."

"Hot." Kuroka replied, immediately, prompting another sigh from Damian and a small growl from Irene.

"Not like... ugh, I could've worded that better." he replied. "Anyway, Damian," he pointed to himself. "Irene." he pointed to Irene. "Anyway, Kuroka. Sorry to spring this on you so soon after you've woken up, but I just want to ask you some things."

Kuroka yawned, and settled back on the bed.

"Ask away." she replied. "You saved me from those piece of shit hunters, so I'm in a pretty generous mood, nya~"

"Right." Damian cleared his throat and sat down, but Irene just stood. "So, it's about what led to you being branded a criminal and going on the run."

"Why do you want to know that? Everyone knows the story. I killed my master because I wanted power and I ran, what's to know?" Kuroka said uncaringly as if she didn't have any sympathy for what she did. However, Damian knew a lie when he smelled it.

"Yeah, you killed your master... but it wasn't for power, was it?" Damian asked, causing Kuroka to freeze. "It wasn't because you went mad, drunk on power as everyone believes. I read up on your species and all types of Youkai. You tune into nature for your power, so unless Nature has gotten mad lately... I doubt you're crazy yourself. Plus, for a Stray Devil... you don't look like what the others become when they indulge in what led to them becoming a Stray. You still look beautiful and normal."

"Hy thank you, nya~" Kuroka said with a wink as she laid back and hiked her legs up to bend them while she laid... like a cat to be honest. Though her kimono rose up further, nearly exposing her privates but exposed more of her thick thighs. "Anything else you want to know?"

"Why did you do it?" Damian asked, trying to ignore the woman's attempts at seducing him or teasing him. Honestly, this woman has no shame and he's met several succubi. "Why did you kill your master? Aside from the fact he was a bit of a dick from what my dad has told me."

Hmm..." Kuroka tapped her chin before she grinned as an idea came to her and she sat up, leaning forward with her arms on her legs wile staring directly into Damian's eyes. "Quid pro quo, I tell you things, you tell me things. Deal?"

Damian looked at Irene, who shrugged.

"Fine, deal." Damian replied. "You first, though."

"Fair enough." Kuroka nodded. "My cunt master was... experimenting on everyone in his peerage. He had all kinds of beings collected: me and my sister were the Youkai, he'd gotten a Fallen Angel under some kind of enslavement spell, pretty sure he'd found a Minotaur, and I think I remember a Dragon there too..."

"What?!" Irene immediately took notice of what Kuroka had said, and turned her head to look at the dark cat so quickly that Damian swore that he could hear her neck cracking. "A Dragon?"

"I think so, yeah." Kuroka replied. "He was experimenting with different latent powers, trying to find a perfect combination that would make him more powerful. I'd been able to protect Shirone from everything for a while, taking the brunt of his Youkai-related experiments, until I apparently wasn't giving him what he wanted."

"So he turned to the other Youkai in his peerage." Irene surmised. "Your sister... oh."

"Oh?" Damian looked over at Irene, and back at Kuroka, who nodded... and then it clicked in his mind. "Ohhh. You killed him to protect her. All this time, you were just protecting your little sister."

"Yep, and what do I get? Branded a traitor, my race exterminated to the brink of extinction with possibly only my sister and I left." Kuroka sighed, crossing her arms under her breasts. "I wanted to take her with me but... she was too young to live a life on the run, I didn't want that for her. So I had no choice but to leave her, but I watched her as best as I could from afar. I was happy that Sirzechs Lucifer managed to stop her execution and had her placed in the care of the Gremories. I had heard of how they treat their servants like family."

"I've met her." Kuroka's head snapped up at Damian's words. "Your sister. I've met her. She's under the care of Rias Gremory as her Rook, but... she goes by the name of Koneko."

Kuroka sighed and closed her eyes. "Figures. She doesn't have me there to tell her the truth, all she's got is a bunch of asshole Devils saying I went mad with power and didn't give a damn about her, or that she could do the same. She's too young to understand and will probably cling onto the belief I left her because I went mad for power."

"Is there a way to find proof of you being innocent in this?" Damian asked.

Kuroka shrugged. "I don't know. You'd have to go to my former master's territory to find whatever journals he had on the experiments he did on me. I'm so... tired of living a life on the run, but I endure it. It's hard, you know, sleeping with one eye open every night, never relaxed, always thinking you'll be attacked at ny second. I do my best to keep the Devils off my trail, but it appears I slipped up when I ran into Riser Phenex."

"Riser Phenex? The hell was he doing on Earth?" Damian frowned at the mention of that arrogant bastard.

"Looking for some bitch to fuck probably." Kuroka said with a sneer. "He spotted me and demanded I suck his cock because I was a 'filthy Stray'. I blew off his dick and ran for it."

Damian burst out laughing at that, and Irene (who had heard more than enough about Riser from Damian during the last few months) allowed herself a little chuckle as well.

"Nice one! I like you already!" Damian replied, through his laughs. "Not that it would've done much good, though. Would've regenerated before you even left, I bet."

"Meh, probably." Kuroka shrugged. "But it's the principle of it, you know?"

Damian hummed in agreement, taking a breath as he settled down in a nearby chair.

"So, you're not some cold, heartless bitch that's mad with power, though we can't show proof of that for several reasons. 1. I'm in the midst of building my Peerage, though I haven't found anyway since two so far have rejected me, though one is wanting time to consider it. 2. If I go back, it'll cause a lot of attention on why I want to go to that territory, which will then bring you into the spotlight and we'd get nowhere because everyone would want your head. And 3. I'm helping Irene find her daughter." Damian said.

Kuroka raised an eyebrow and gave him a look to further explain what he means.

"I met Irene here a month ago and I agreed to help her search for her daughter who was taken by a group of slavers. We asked a bandit camp for help and their leader directed us to a building, but nothing came up. So far we've been going anywhere a group of slavers have been rumoured to be and doing whatever we can to find them." Damian said.

"Wait... you two are the ones tearing down the slavers' organization?" Kuroka asked with surprise.

"There's an organization?" Damian blinked.

"It's the slavers business, so yes. But word has gotten around of two beings tearing down several bases belonging to them." Kuroka said with a frown. "One of them nearly caught me but I managed to escape."

"Do you know of any holding a redhaired girl?" Irene asked with desperation in her voice. "She's maybe about his age, has my colour of eyes?"

"I'm afraid not." Kuroka replied, shrugging her shoulders. "I've been too busy evading Stray Hunters to really pay much attention to who individual slaves are. However," she added, as Irene sat back down on the bed, sighing. "I've got a couple of ideas as to possible slaver organisations that might be holding her."

"Who?" Irene asked, turning around again. "Where?"

"Nearest one would be a couple of cities over from here." Kuroka replied. "But they're pretty damn well-hidden. You'd probably have to tear whole damn city apart, have someone on the inside point you in the right direction, or get INCREDIBLY lucky, if you want to find them."

"Well, that's a good start and lead after our last one turned badly." Damian said, Irene nodding in agreement. She had a look of hope that they were drawing closer to finding her daughter. Hopefully fate was on their side and they'll find her before the summer. Damian turned to Kuroak and smiled at her. "Thank you, Kuoka. You've been a big help."

"I know what she's going through with worry about a family member." Kuroka said with a small smile. "If I can help reunite a mother with her daughter, then I'll give any information I can. I'd do the same if I was in her position and my sister was taken, or if I had a kid... though I doubt the latter could happen any time in my life."

"Um, sorry if this sounds weird or rude but... why?" Damian asked with a frown. A beautiful woman like Kuroka could get men begging to be with her, so it shouldn't be that hard for her to settle down with a guy and start a family.

"I want strong kids, nya." Kuroka shrugged. "Like all females in our world, we're attracted to raw power. A human wouldn't do it for me.. Anyway, so are you guys gonna let me go or what? It's clear you won't turn me into the authorities."

Damian glanced at Irene who was silent as she looked at him before she gave him a go ahead gesture, knowing what he wanted to ask her and was checking if Irene had any qualms about it should Kuroka accept, but it seemed she didn't.

The Devil turned to the Nekomata. "Kuroka, I have a proposition for you, one that could help you be safe, protected, have a roof to sleep under, better food rather than diving through garbage, never having to sleep with an eye open or anything like that. Would you be willing to join my Peerage as my Bishop?"

Kuroka widened her eyes slightly as Damian finished his proposition, before looking down at the bed she was sat on.

"I get to call you out if you're going too far with me. Or any future servants." Kuroka stated, her tone far more serious than anything she'd said since waking up. "Alright?"

"Alright." Damian replied, nodding immediately. "I can't promise I'll be perfect on that front, but I won't punish you for voicing your opinion. That much I can promise."

"Alright, then." Kuroka replied, shrugging before thrusting her chest out before Damian. "Do what you've gotta do, nya~"

Damian resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he summoned his Evil Pieces in the box that Ajuka given him, out of a small magic-circle.

"Lay down." Damian requested her. Kuroka smirked and laid down before she opened her kimono and fully exposed her breasts, causing Damian's eyes to widen in shock with a furious blush appearing on his face.

You'd think he'd be used to women and their seductive bodies after having sex with Esdeath quite a few times and her being seductive, but no. He still blushed like a schoolboy with a crush.

"Want a perfect view to put your Piece in me, nya?" Kuroka asked seductively with a wink as she fully displayed everything on her nude body. Irene just looked amused and almost burst out laughing at the gobsmacked expression on Damian's face.

"Y-You didn't have to do that! I could've done it over your chest-"

"Oh my~" Kuroka giggled.

"Not like that! Grr..." Damian growled and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Women."

Kuroka's seductions aside, it didn't take much beyond that for Damian to acquire his first peerage member. He simply laid it on her upper chest, above her breasts, and pressed it into her.

Whether it was something in the piece that caused her to do it, or just because she could and wanted to fuck with Damian a little more, Kuroka let out an extremely seductive "Ahh~" as the Bishop piece slid into her. Quickly followed by a pout as she found that she didn't get the rise she wanted out of her new King.

"You're no fun." She said with a huff, crossing her arms under her breasts which pushed them up.

"I've been around a woman who's taught me the pleasures of sex and a woman's seductions, so I won't fall for yours that easily." Damian said with a smirk. "Welcome to my Peerage, my Bishop..."


And that's it for this chapter everyone! Damian has met Kuroka and not only has he learned the truth of why she killed her former master, he also added her to his Peerage as his Bishop! he finally got his first Peerage member, though it isn't a Queen... yet. But more will come of course.

Harem: Rias Gremory, Akeno Himejima, Raynare, Kalawarner, Yubelluna, Xuelan, Karlamine, Tiamat, Yasaka, Kuroka, Gabriel, Grayfia Lucifuge, Serafall Leviathan, Venelana Gremory, Kiyome Abe, Seekvaira Agares, Esdeath (Akame Ga Kill).

Peerage:

King: Damian Mammon-Lucifer.

Queen: Unknown

Knight: Unknown

Knight: Unknown

Rook: Unknown

Rook: Unknown

Bishop: Kuroka

Bishop: Unknown

Pawn: Unknown